The years when I was an old man

"Although I, He Songbai, can't be regarded as a famous person, anyone who has been in contact with me over the years should know that I dare not promise anything, but I promise a thousand dollars. After these things were handed over to me by Mr. Melo, I have never It has been untouched and has been carefully preserved. I have never thought of exchanging a fake for the real one..."

He Songbai tried his best to explain.But his explanation seems to have no strong evidence.

The old accountant still looked at him with a smile.

The more he looked at it like this, the more panicked He Songbai became.

"Xiaohe, of course you have never thought of exchanging fakes for real ones. I believe you on this point. Because..."

Speaking of this, the old accountant deliberately paused.

There was a mocking expression on the corner of his mouth.

"Because, you already knew that this batch of goods is a fake!"

He Songbai's expression at the moment ranged from panic to shock.

Leaning on a cane, the old accountant walked slowly towards the car.

He raised his cane and tapped lightly on the wooden box.

"You, He Songbo Jinpen, started the antique business after washing your hands. You don't have the eyesight, how can you afford this kind of business? Melo knows that these things are fake. And you, of course, know better!"

"You fart!"

The old head Wu said in a bitter voice.

"This is what Mr. Mei won in Jinmenwei back then. How could it be fake?"

The old accountant snorted coldly and said:

"Thanks to you still being known as Melo's rumorer, you only have this mouth left now. You must not guess why Melo deliberately handed over the fake to He Songbai. Because he doesn't believe you at all..."

As he spoke, the old accountant walked slowly, leaning on a cane.

"I have to say that Melo is a genius in the sky, which is rare in a thousand years. It is easy for him to do things like this. At the beginning, Melo blackmailed the huge assets of the second brother. He knew that this matter He couldn't explain it no matter what. As for where these things are, it is still a mystery. However, Melo once drew a picture. There should be clues on it..."

While speaking, the old accountant stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head to look at Huo Yutong, and continued:

"Melo has been planning for a long time to think about Brother Hei. He deliberately put a batch of fakes in He Songbai's home in advance. Just to confuse everyone's sight after the accident. Let everyone think that the painting or the batch of goods , at the Jinmen Guard. I wonder if Miss Huo knows about this matter?"

Huo Yutong didn't speak, but there was a puzzled look on her brows.

"Old accountant, you made up a good story. According to what you said, Mr. Mei's paintings left clues, how could it be possible for you to know?"

Old Wu head questioned.

The old accountant still smiled disdainfully, looking confident.

"There is no impenetrable wall in this world. When he was making the painting, Sui Jiangwan, the owner of the Orchid Sect, was by his side. She thought it was an ordinary painting, so she casually mentioned it to others. And I just heard about it. The painting In the following poem, the first two lines are the stars one or two, and the only moon flows beads. These two lines seem ordinary, but they just contain a priceless antique, the Xingyue Pearl known as the world's number one night pearl. You say, Doesn't that explain the problem?"

"Where is that painting?"

Old Wu boss asked again.

The old accountant turned his head to look at Huo Yutong, and said slowly:

"Then you have to ask Miss Huo!"

Old Mr. Wu and Uncle Zhong looked at Huo Yutong at the same time, and Uncle Zhong hurriedly asked:

"Mrs. May, is there really this painting?"

Huo Yutong pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

The old accountant smiled contemptuously again and said:

"Melo is a master of the game, but my old accountant is not a vegetarian. Don't forget, Melo once praised me as Sai Zhuge. I have known about He Songbai's stuff for a long time. But I have never looked for it. He, the reason is here. Besides, Miss Huo, it's time for us to talk again... "

Huo Yutong looked at each other, but didn't speak.

"You want to see the second brother, I can arrange it for you. But there is one thing, I must see that painting!"

Huo Yutong frowned slightly, and said softly:

"That painting was given away by me, do you believe it?"

"Send it to someone? To whom?"

The old accountant hurriedly asked.

Huo Yutong smiled lightly and said:

"I'm sorry, it's still inconvenient for me to reveal what I gave away!"

"Then tell me, what is that painting? What are the last two lines of that poem?"

Huo Yutong said unhurriedly:

"I can only tell you the last two sentences. As for the content of the painting, I will naturally tell my second brother when I see him!"

"you say!"

Huo Yutong pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth:

"The stars are one or two, and the only moon is streaming beads. Once the sixth day is over, it will be three or five!"

"Sixth day?"

The old accountant looked at me in surprise.

He probably didn't expect that the Chinese characters "Junior Sixth" would appear in this painting.

Then, he looked back at Huo Yutong.He kept mumbling in his mouth, once the sixth day passed, it would be three or five.

After a while, he said again:

"The sixth day? Are you really Melo's son?"

As soon as the words were finished, the old accountant muttered again:

"But it's still not right, why is there no similarity at all?"

I stood where I was, but my heart was overwhelmed.

A few jingles that Liu Ye once said came to mind:

"Don't be moved by a bitch, don't sacrifice your life for a slogan. Don't speak your heart when you meet people, and muddy the water when you meet someone."

The current Huo Yutong is making this muddy water more and more muddy.